Moreover, Lor agrees with the proposal of Feather Sky Leader.
At this point, opposing it would be utterly meaningless.
"Alright, then let's settle it." Feather Sky Leader nodded with a smile and immediately issued orders to their clansmen.
Lor bid farewell to Feather Sky Leader and Abyssal Sea Throne, then returned to study the space shock witchcraft.
To complete that plan, strength is paramount and cannot be delayed excessively.
Two hours later.
A communication request broke Lor's research once again.
"Has the screening battle finally begun?" Lor glanced at the blinking communication number on the list, his eyes shining bright, and immediately connected.
The screen unfolded, revealing the image of the Seventh Seat of Flower Civilization, Bilang Overlord.
"Greetings, Space-Time Transcender." Bilang nodded gently in greeting, then continued, "The registration for the screening battle is now closed, and it will start in ten minutes."
